Pink Whitneyy Xavier Weeks

[Intro]
'F-f-fuck the other shit we got Milo on the beat

[Pre Chorus]
Take a look right back at it (oh, woah)
And I play with her soul I do magic
She on her way going through traffic
Why her heart so cold it’s tragic
She a d1 star in gymnastics (oh)
So when she get busy she fantastic (oh-woah)
So turn on the light, i got it, been had it (ahh, ho)

[Chorus]
I’ve been good, I've been good, I've been good in the city
Got a bad bitch named Britney, and we sippin' on pink whitney
Yeah I know, yeah I know
Yeah I know how this gon' go
Can’t see in my life on the road (ch'yeah)
So now I'm gonna kiss her through the phone (Oh no, Ho)

[Verse 1]
Pull up pull up just for the weekend
I swear me and you get to freakin’
And I've been livin' life on thе deep end
And they like Xaviеr how you doing? “yeah it depends”
And i’m really getting money, cause if I'm not you won’t hear from me (no, no)
Dark days in LA where it’s sunny (woo)
There’s certain shit you can’t take from me (yeah)
Blow a bag when I stressed out (oh, woah)
Only time I feel good is when I'm racks out
Got a safe in the motherfuckin' trap house
Why the trap house look like your dads house? (huh)
We some boujee motherfuckas
Michelin star I ain’t eating Fuddruckers
They said I couldn’t do it guess ima lucky fucka
Slide in that vet, man I feel like Chris Tucker (phew)
Champagne and that rosé
She said I don’t do enough, it goes both ways (both ways)
Tell them I got more fame and I got more hate
But would I be winning if there’s no hate? (oh-woah)